Born during the second WW, and from a Woman who had to have surgery upon her flesh, just so I could be born, I got to get stoned before I was 2 months old. So, please imagine the life I lead. I got a look at the Future of my family, starting with my dad's death, while he was away from home, working. It occured when I was 13 1/2 YY. But, because I knew by sense, from the time I was 2 weeks born, I would scream bloody murder when my dad went out of town to do his job. My dad was a Carpenter. Imagine that, Jesus is also the carpenter that held me while I was freeking out, in my childhood. I remember jumping up and down screaming bloody murder to try to stop my dad from leaving. My mom told me later, he was only gone a week or two. What is that, when the end of my dad's road would be death by uraninum hunting. You know, to get rich, he said. Anyway, I know his spirit is still alive and it is spirit flesh. He is my guardian angel.